Hey Becca, you barely look like Spock anymore.

Hey Bec,

Just so you know, I had a mini-uprising on my hands when I suggested we watch an episode of Star Trek tonight:

"No!! We ONLY watch it when Mama's here!"

Peeps got yo back, even when your husband doesn't. Happy 14, Dear, although I will say that when you called earlier, I was right in the middle of listening to Hole's Violet, which is, like one of the greatest songs ever, and I turned it off to take your call, so there's that as far as gauging my level of affection after one-point-four decades. I woulda let anyone else go to voicemail. I truly love you more than Courtney Love, and possibly even Claire Huxtable.

Thank you for still finding a mild level of enjoyment at my inerring and unswerving normalcy. I feel we continue to be well-matched on that highway.

Adieu, ciao, je t'adore, later dude.

-Josie

P.S.
Happy Anniversary